i've been coming here for years, and have only written once before (about 3yrs ago)...this is just the prelude, so please let me know what you think....if i get enough "likes" i'll keep going.
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“That is so sick!” Jenny whispered with disgust. “What is?” inquired Jaime. “Using a vibrator”, Jenny replied. Jamie couldn’t help but chuckle as she quickly tried to ease any awkward moment by saying…”yeah…but it’s just a movie.” Honestly, Jamie had asked Jenny to spend the night and planned on watching Not Another Teen Movie, simply to gauge whether or not Jenny had ever considered or even experimented with a vibrator. Jaime and Jenny had been friends since the 5th grade, and now here they are, a week from high school graduation and Jaime is finding herself becoming intrigued with so much about Jenny; for the first time.
I mean don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t like Jenny needed any help to attract anyone. She was 5’2, with shoulder blonde hair; that on any given day was straightened with perfect, yet every so delicate bangs, parted from right to left across her face. Her sky blue eyes stood out from the lightly toasted canvas of her skin. She had the cutest lips too; thin, yet full enough to force you fantasize about how they felt…and tasted. Jenny played soccer and cheered since she was 8 years old, and believe you me…she had the body and legs to prove it; 105lbs toned and firm. Being the butterfly on the cheer team, Jamie and the other girls were always lifting and throwing Jenny during their routines; making little comments about how her feet fit perfectly in their hands…or sometimes being the perfect size to hold on to. And until tonight, Jaime never gave it much more thought.
As both girls sat watching the rest of the movie, Jaime found herself stealing a 5 to 10 second glance of Jenny’s socks. They were white cotton with pink and yellow stripes and each sock loosely hugged her foot as if they knew how fragile the package they were concealing is and were doing their best to protect it. All throughout the movie, Jaime watched as Jenny rubbed her feet together. She would caress the top of one foot; ankle to toe with the sole of her other on and Jaime couldn’t understand why she was beginning to feel flushed. First, her face got warm, and she felt this tickle begin to take over between her legs; as if something was slowly stroking over her young, innocent womanhood…with just enough pressure to make her own toes curl.
Her breasts were the next undiscovered territory to be affected by this feeling. Each began to swell, leaving the evidence protruding from her shirt. As Jaime began drifting in and out of the present, Jenny reached over and tapped her…”Hey...what happened to staying up all night watching movies?” “You’re falling asleep, figures.” “Oh well, what’s another non eventful Saturday night…at 18 yrs old.” “Nothing ever exciting happens here…Oh…and you’re cold?” Jenny giggled to relieve any embarrassment Jaime may feel. “What?!” Jaime shrieked and quickly crossed her arms to cover the proof of Jenny’s observation. “I’m not cold” Jaime said. “I’m….just…never mind”
As the two decided they had had enough, and it was time to put an end to their day, they began preparing for bed. “I call left!” Jenny shouted and gave Jaime’s ribs a gentle pinch just between her cotton tank-top and house pants. “Aaaahhhh!” Jaime forgot how ticklish she was, and believe it or not it was the first time she had felt the touch of anyone other than her own, let alone another girl. So even though it tickled, it was very sensual. Jenny though, thought nothing of it as she retreated Jaime’s full-sized bed; decorated a with bubble gum pink comforter and polka dot cotton sheets—Jenny began situating herself between the stuffed animals and pillows that littered her bed. Just as Jenny laid her head down, Jaime looked at her reflection in the mirror, then at Jenny’s; her body covered with the exception of her left leg, which was bare from her cheer spanky to her white cotton sock with pink and yellow striped sock. Looking back at her own reflection, Jaime shook her head…her eyes were now smiling, as lips formed a devilish grin then gave way for her to bite her bottom lip. She realized something…Jenny was ticklish too…and maybe…..
It had to be somewhere around 2am when Jaime stopped staring at the Jenny’s back. She had been lost in her friend’s soft, feminine shoulders; bare from the tank top chosen to provide comfort through the night. Jaime began sliding…inching her left foot first…closer to Jenny’s legs. Jaime would wait a minute or two before sliding body closer in-between the sporadic movements of Jenny’s nightly rest. Soon than she realized, Jaime could feel the heat of Jenny’s body against hers under the covers; the combined heat from both their bodies combined with Jaime’s sinful, but heavenly desires brought sweat beads to her skin and made her light cotton tank-top feel heavy and restrictive.
Just as Jaime was within inches of going through with her emotions, she closed her eyes, bit her lip and prayed that she would at least be able to feel her friend’s soft skin on hers…even if just for a moment; thinking of the excuses she would use if Jenny woke up, disgusted and pissed-off. “I just rolled over” Jaime thought…or “Whatever!” “I was just moving and didn’t mean too… “WHAT THE….” Jaime eyes were as wide dinner plates. In the midst of herself reasoning, Jenny had gently and lovingly pushed herself into Jaime’s body to form the perfect hand in glove.
Jenny’s unexpected move froze Jaime. She didn’t know what to do. Then…as soft as she had imagined, Jenny reached back and lightly grasped Jaime’s thigh, giving a slight but purposeful squeeze. Feeling both a light tickle and a hint of excitement, Jaime let out a muffled giggle as she buried her face in Jenny’s shoulders, which combined with Jaime’s hands grasping her sides, made her giggle as well. “Ohhhhh, look who else is ticklish.” Jaime cooed in her friend’s ear.
“No, don’t…I was just teasing” Jenny began to plead, but Jaime refused to accept her reasoning as she wrapped her left leg around Jenny’s and began to spread her friend’s legs, leaving Jenny’s body in a very vulnerable position. Not satisfied, Jaime used her right arm to lock Jenny’s arms behind by locking her elbows the same way a wooden plank is used to lock double doors. Jenny was now 90% immobile, and began saying “Uncle”….”Uncle”. Jaime as if deaf, just leaned forward, her lips gently brushing the angel hair on Jenny’s left ear and whispered…”I think you’re going to like this.” Using her left hand, Jaime began tracing Jenny’s ribs with just her fingertips and found herself becoming addicted to Jenny’s uncontrollable spasms. Jenny began twitching, every touch was met with a giggle and forced Jenny to throw her hips back and forth. Normally, this wouldn’t be a big deal; however, each thrust backward caused Jenny’s cotton panty covered backside to come in contact with Jaime’s teenaged womanhood. And though nothing was actually penetrating her lady’s protection, the uncontrolled force was enough to create a subtle amount of internal lubricant…making each moment of contact that much more enjoyable….
Should I continue?
Thanks...
“That is so sick!” Jenny whispered with disgust. “What is?” inquired Jaime. “Using a vibrator”, Jenny replied. Jamie couldn’t help but chuckle as she quickly tried to ease any awkward moment by saying…”yeah…but it’s just a movie.” Honestly, Jamie had asked Jenny to spend the night and planned on watching Not Another Teen Movie, simply to gauge whether or not Jenny had ever considered or even experimented with a vibrator. Jaime and Jenny had been friends since the 5th grade, and now here they are, a week from high school graduation and Jaime is finding herself becoming intrigued with so much about Jenny; for the first time.
I mean don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t like Jenny needed any help to attract anyone. She was 5’2, with shoulder blonde hair; that on any given day was straightened with perfect, yet every so delicate bangs, parted from right to left across her face. Her sky blue eyes stood out from the lightly toasted canvas of her skin. She had the cutest lips too; thin, yet full enough to force you fantasize about how they felt…and tasted. Jenny played soccer and cheered since she was 8 years old, and believe you me…she had the body and legs to prove it; 105lbs toned and firm. Being the butterfly on the cheer team, Jamie and the other girls were always lifting and throwing Jenny during their routines; making little comments about how her feet fit perfectly in their hands…or sometimes being the perfect size to hold on to. And until tonight, Jaime never gave it much more thought.
As both girls sat watching the rest of the movie, Jaime found herself stealing a 5 to 10 second glance of Jenny’s socks. They were white cotton with pink and yellow stripes and each sock loosely hugged her foot as if they knew how fragile the package they were concealing is and were doing their best to protect it. All throughout the movie, Jaime watched as Jenny rubbed her feet together. She would caress the top of one foot; ankle to toe with the sole of her other on and Jaime couldn’t understand why she was beginning to feel flushed. First, her face got warm, and she felt this tickle begin to take over between her legs; as if something was slowly stroking over her young, innocent womanhood…with just enough pressure to make her own toes curl.
Her breasts were the next undiscovered territory to be affected by this feeling. Each began to swell, leaving the evidence protruding from her shirt. As Jaime began drifting in and out of the present, Jenny reached over and tapped her…”Hey...what happened to staying up all night watching movies?” “You’re falling asleep, figures.” “Oh well, what’s another non eventful Saturday night…at 18 yrs old.” “Nothing ever exciting happens here…Oh…and you’re cold?” Jenny giggled to relieve any embarrassment Jaime may feel. “What?!” Jaime shrieked and quickly crossed her arms to cover the proof of Jenny’s observation. “I’m not cold” Jaime said. “I’m….just…never mind”
As the two decided they had had enough, and it was time to put an end to their day, they began preparing for bed. “I call left!” Jenny shouted and gave Jaime’s ribs a gentle pinch just between her cotton tank-top and house pants. “Aaaahhhh!” Jaime forgot how ticklish she was, and believe it or not it was the first time she had felt the touch of anyone other than her own, let alone another girl. So even though it tickled, it was very sensual. Jenny though, thought nothing of it as she retreated Jaime’s full-sized bed; decorated a with bubble gum pink comforter and polka dot cotton sheets—Jenny began situating herself between the stuffed animals and pillows that littered her bed. Just as Jenny laid her head down, Jaime looked at her reflection in the mirror, then at Jenny’s; her body covered with the exception of her left leg, which was bare from her cheer spanky to her white cotton sock with pink and yellow striped sock. Looking back at her own reflection, Jaime shook her head…her eyes were now smiling, as lips formed a devilish grin then gave way for her to bite her bottom lip. She realized something…Jenny was ticklish too…and maybe…..
It had to be somewhere around 2am when Jaime stopped staring at the Jenny’s back. She had been lost in her friend’s soft, feminine shoulders; bare from the tank top chosen to provide comfort through the night. Jaime began sliding…inching her left foot first…closer to Jenny’s legs. Jaime would wait a minute or two before sliding body closer in-between the sporadic movements of Jenny’s nightly rest. Soon than she realized, Jaime could feel the heat of Jenny’s body against hers under the covers; the combined heat from both their bodies combined with Jaime’s sinful, but heavenly desires brought sweat beads to her skin and made her light cotton tank-top feel heavy and restrictive.
Just as Jaime was within inches of going through with her emotions, she closed her eyes, bit her lip and prayed that she would at least be able to feel her friend’s soft skin on hers…even if just for a moment; thinking of the excuses she would use if Jenny woke up, disgusted and pissed-off. “I just rolled over” Jaime thought…or “Whatever!” “I was just moving and didn’t mean too… “WHAT THE….” Jaime eyes were as wide dinner plates. In the midst of herself reasoning, Jenny had gently and lovingly pushed herself into Jaime’s body to form the perfect hand in glove.
Jenny’s unexpected move froze Jaime. She didn’t know what to do. Then…as soft as she had imagined, Jenny reached back and lightly grasped Jaime’s thigh, giving a slight but purposeful squeeze. Feeling both a light tickle and a hint of excitement, Jaime let out a muffled giggle as she buried her face in Jenny’s shoulders, which combined with Jaime’s hands grasping her sides, made her giggle as well. “Ohhhhh, look who else is ticklish.” Jaime cooed in her friend’s ear.
“No, don’t…I was just teasing” Jenny began to plead, but Jaime refused to accept her reasoning as she wrapped her left leg around Jenny’s and began to spread her friend’s legs, leaving Jenny’s body in a very vulnerable position. Not satisfied, Jaime used her right arm to lock Jenny’s arms behind by locking her elbows the same way a wooden plank is used to lock double doors. Jenny was now 90% immobile, and began saying “Uncle”….”Uncle”. Jaime as if deaf, just leaned forward, her lips gently brushing the angel hair on Jenny’s left ear and whispered…”I think you’re going to like this.” Using her left hand, Jaime began tracing Jenny’s ribs with just her fingertips and found herself becoming addicted to Jenny’s uncontrollable spasms. Jenny began twitching, every touch was met with a giggle and forced Jenny to throw her hips back and forth. Normally, this wouldn’t be a big deal; however, each thrust backward caused Jenny’s cotton panty covered backside to come in contact with Jaime’s teenaged womanhood. And though nothing was actually penetrating her lady’s protection, the uncontrolled force was enough to create a subtle amount of internal lubricant…making each moment of contact that much more enjoyable….
Should I continue?
